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TITLE: In a Different Light
AUTHOR: Tal & Thorn
(evilninja1979@yahoo.com)
FANDOM: Heat Guy J
RATING: NC-17
WARNINGS: Yaoi, BDSM, some Non-con in later
chapters, Blatant Drug use, violence (both sexual and non-sexual)
SUMMARY: Clair Leonelli is targeted by a
sniper & Daisuke is called in to act a bodyguard for him. Main Pairing
Clair X Daisuke. Some others implied.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This takes place after
Dais and Clair face off on top of the Vita building, but before Episode #16
(Target). Liberties were taken with characters’ pasts but with only 26 episodes
total we believe there is room for that. Reviews are greatly appreciated.
DISCLAIMER: Don’t own them, not making any
money off them.
Chapter 17
“So,
anyways, that’s the honest truth Boss. But Raymund here showed us a few things
and I can honestly say ain’t no one EVER gonna find Aurora’s body.” Tony spoke from where he stood staring out
on of the grimy windows of Arrion’s office.
“Raymund?” Arrion turned his head slowly to face the
photographer.
“Isn’t
that exactly what I told you when I called? He took every drop of what you gave
him after those idiots you had transport him gave him God knows what. I’ve
tried to warn you about that lot,” Raymund barely looked up from where he was
filing his nails. “Now, can I get on with my day? I have to sift through the
film I have to see if we can piece together a video worth paying for. Wouldn’t
want you to go totally broke over this, do we?”
“Fine,”
Arrion waved Raymund away. He fixed his eyes on Tony and Charlie. “As for you
two…”
He
was interrupted by an insistent knock. Then his curvy secretary entered and
moved quickly to whisper something urgently in his ear.
“He’s
gonna erase us,” Charlie said quietly, looking up at Tony from where he was
trying to hid in the shadows.
“Just
relax. I’ll think of something.” Tony took a quick sip from the flask he was
barely holding on to before handing it off to Charlie. “Something’s going down.
Maybe we can work it to our advantage.”
Arrion
nodded and said something quietly back to the woman. He turned back to Tony,
looking thoughtful. “Relax, Charlie.” He smiled and gestured to the bottle of
booze on his desk. “Pour yourselves a real drink. The two of you are too damned
useful to be erased.” Arrion lit a cigar and leaned back. “You will, of course,
lose a significant cut of our agreed payment. Good news is, I have another job
all lined up for you already.”
Tony
almost choked on his last swallow. “Did I hear you right? That’s mighty
generous of you, boss. That you’re gonna pay us at all. Did one of your race
horses win or something?”
Romeo
felt silly. He’d discarded his fine silk shirt in favor of a tight fitting tank
top, a few gold chains and instant sleazy ‘guido’. He carried a duffel bag,
presumably to fill with the money they’d get for Clair though it actually housed
what the Vampire had termed “necessities.”
Clair
had come in trussed up and thrown over Boma’s shoulder. Now he sat on the
floor, waiting for the man in charge to arrive. “Don’t look so nervous,” Clair
snarled quietly at Romeo. He’d spit out the gag and was giving the detective an
annoyed look. “Are you sure you got me plenty of spare clips?” He nodded
towards the duffel bag. “That doesn’t look very full.”
“It’s
practically an arsenal, sir,” Romeo explained politely. “Especially
with the contents of the big box. Plus, I’ve fitted myself with three
clips. If you want to grab one…” He showed Claire the contents of what at first
glance appeared to be an empty gun holster. “It will only take a second to get
this from me.” He gingerly lifted the bag. “And the zipper’s broke. No time
wasted getting into this.”
Clair
grinned. “You’re a good boy.” He gave Romeo an appraising look. “You sure you
want to stay with the cops? I’m always looking for reliable bodyguards.”
“I’m
flattered, but I’ve got something to protect at the precinct.” Romeo’s light blush
was thankfully hidden by his darker skin tone. “Besides, more often than not, I
think a good Vampire and a working police force is the only way the city of Judoh can survive. If you don’t mind me saying, I have
great hope that you’re nothing like your father.”
“You
can put money on it,” Clair muttered, his face darkening for a minute. Then he
gave Romeo a leering grin as his purple-pink eyes slowly moved over him.
“That’s too bad, though. I pay well and the men who work under me get great
benefits.”
Boma
held up a hand for silence. “They’re coming.” He knelt and replaced Clair’s
gag, cutting off the Vampire’s “just ask Boma” quip.
“So,
Tony,” Arrion was talking to the two men as they walked from his office to a
holding area in the back of the building. “You’ve done some work for Clair
Leonelli, right?”
“A
few small time things, boss. Not on his payroll if that’s what you mean.” Tony
responded, wondering where the line of questioning was going. “He’s a crazy
little fuck in my opinion. A real loose cannon.”
“And
a serious threat to my livelihood,” Arrion added, waving his cigar around
dramatically. “But that’s not the point. You’ve met him, face to face, right?
Could you pick him out in a crowd?” Arrion grinned. “Let me rephrase that. Were
you in a room full of purple-haired, pierced little punks, would you know which
one he was?”
“Yeah. I could ID
him, I guess.” Tony shrugged.
“It’d
be real easy,” Charlie agreed. “The T-man here double crossed him, after all.
You’d just have to find the one that looks at Tony with murderous intent.”
Tony
smacked Charlie in the back of the head. “Don’t help.”
“Double
crossing the Vampire and fucking up with me.”
Arrion shook his head. “You’re
really having a bad run of luck, huh Tony?”
“Yeah,
you could say that.” Tony grunted
suddenly cautious again.
“Well,
you can relax.” Arrion dropped his cigar
into an ashtray as they passed it. “I’m
not gonna ask you to take care of my Vampire problem. Some one else seems to have done it for
me. I just need you to I.D. him and
transport a few things for me.”
“Some
one took care of the Vampire? You sure? I can see
why you might think it’s a fake. You
should be careful. In fact, you might
want my expertise in this area.” Tony
saw a way out. Arrion would need his
knowledge after all. “He wouldn’t be
that easy to get for one thing. He’s got
three devoted bodyguards. You should
find out what happened to them.”
“See,
that’s the weird thing. The Vampire’s
been a no-show since he got shot up a couple weeks ago and his three goons have
been seen all over Judoh, no Vampire in sight.”
Arrion paused at the top of a narrow stairwell. “According to my sources, the whole
organization is buzzing with nasty rumors about the fate of their leader.”
“I’m
the one that shot the little bastard.
That’s what he paid me to do. I
did a nice job of it too.” Tony declared
proudly. “If I’d known you were payin’
so well for him, I would have done a bit more damage.”
“Just
don’t fuck this up and you might make back what you lost,” Arrion said leading
Tony and Charlie down the stairs. “And
out of curiosity, why the fuck would he pay you to shoot him?”
“We
were supposed to shoot him in the shoulder.
Make it look fairly serious then over the next few weeks shoot at him
but not hit him. Something about the
only way he could get police protection.
And wouldn’t you know it, Blondie was made his babysitter.”
“Police
protection?” Arrion paused at the foot
of the stairs. “Huh.” He shrugged then pushed open a door. “Through here. Boma brought him here. You boys know Boma?”
“Only
by rep,” Tony stated. “Guess he’s a
double crosser too. Word had it, he was on Leonelli’s payroll.” He stepped in the room and knew immediately
who was on the floor. Now should he I.D.
him quickly and get the hell out. Fuck,
this was a new part of the warehouse compound.
He wouldn’t get too far too fast.
“Be careful with that one. You
have to do a lot more than you and I together to be made into one of those
things.”
Romeo,
doing his best to play his part, turned to Boma. “Can we get on with this, beast-head? I want my cut and I want out of here. I’m in the business of whacking piss-ant
yakuza wannabes, not little boys.”
“No
‘whacking’ necessary,” Arrion said, amused to Romeo. “Unless you’re in need of some extra
cash…” He eyed up the young man, every
muscled curve translating to dollar signs.
Romeo
wasn’t exactly certain what the guy meant but he tried to be cool. “One thing at a time.”
Tony
and Charlie exchanged looks as well. Was
Arrion appraising the new guy for his usual business or considering hiring him
for a hit?
“Consider
it. Your friend Boma has been offered
quite a bit for his- -“
“I’m
sorry,” Boma cut Arrion off. “But we
need to get this over with quickly.” The
Beat-head seemed a little more antisocial than usual.
“Sure
thing,” Arrion turned to Tony. “Well, go
on. Inspect the merchandise.”
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